thirteen |ˌTHərˈtēn, ˈTHərˌtēn|cardinalnumberequivalent to the sum of six and seven; one more than twelve, or seven less than twenty; 13: thirteen miles away | a rise of 13 percent | thirteen of the bishops voted against the motion.(Roman numeral: xiii, XIII) • a size of garment or other merchandise denoted by thirteen.• thirteen years old: two boys aged eleven and thirteen.
The number 13 is often associated with bad luck by some. I have 13 letters, notecards, and postcards waiting to be mailed. Am I lucky, or what? Being able to communicate from the comfort of my easy chair, or the bed, is a lot like love--it's a wonderful thing. Too bad I cannot drive to the post office or walk to our mail box, besides, most of the envelopes are too thick to fit through the out-going mail slot. So some of you will have a mini mail flood on your hands once I am up and driving again.
Fatima goes to the mail box for me each afternoon. Thanks for the good mail. I look forward to opening my post office box soon. Great expectations fill my imagination and the letter gods look down on me and command, "Make it rain!" And a mini mail shower spills from my box.
I have much to share, show and tell, and demonstrate. There are things to scan as soon as I can. Two boxes of goodness are on the way. Oh, I can wait. A new oblique pen with nibs, and ten jars of calligraphy ink were delivered less than an hour ago. The order from Eggpress made it home last week, as well as the enamel cup with the No. 7 I coveted. It's green instead of white, but I can live with that. The lovely ladies at Eggpress rewarded patience in a very special way. I'll show and tell you all about it when I am capable. Convalescing has its perks. You get to do some of the things you're normally too busy to engage in. There's time to practice things that require practice. Practice sounds much better than repetition, don't you think? You don't have to watch day time television! You can sharpen as many BlackWing pencils as you want, since you'll need them to draw all the hilarious opiate-fueled funnies that flash behind your eyes. You're happy to laugh because the pain is finally cringing and huddling in the farthest corner away from you! Oh happy day!
I have time to catch up on the blogs I follow. There's time to become acquainted with new ones as well. Here's just one new link that's worth a click. The world is a sea of talent.
I came across this little bottle of walnut ink hidden inside a night stand drawer last night. If ink crystals age like whiskey, let me tell you, this will be primo. It's old.
This 7gypsies walnut ink is so-o-o old. How old is it? Why, it's so old the label has lost most of its adhesive. It took over 11 years.
April's Total: 44 + 13 = 57 notecards, postcards, letters so far.